I’m a 58-year-old man, and there were countless times that my mom, a single parent of eight children, said she thought about aborting me. Growing up, whenever my mom got angry with me, she would say repeatedly that “I should thank God that she didn’t have an abortion.”
Being poor and powerless, she suffered greatly. She worked hard day and night to feed us. Due to our poverty, my oldest brother had to drop out of school to babysit us. Growing up in Guyana, South America, among some of the most violent people was terrifying.
Although we grew up in abject poverty, none of my siblings wished we were aborted. I’m glad that I wasn’t. I would not have five children who all attended university. I wouldn’t have gone to university, served in the U.S. military and deployed to combat in Iraq and Afghanistan. I’m glad that my mom gave me an opportunity in life.
I wasn’t surprised that when Steve Jobs became rich, he wanted to meet his birth mother. He wanted to see if she was OK and to thank her. “Don’t worry, I had a horrible childhood, but I turned out OK,” Jobs said.
There is no coincidence that the first right cited in the Declaration of Independence is the right to life. There are also Bible verses such as, “For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb …”
I'd be happy if the Supreme Court made abortion illegal, and Guyana did as well. Like Steve Jobs, I had a horrible childhood, but I turned out OK.
— Anthony Pantlitz, Navarre
This article originally appeared on Northwest Florida Daily News: LETTER: My mom chose life, and I am glad